In the name of father

Xiao Mo got his wish and got a chair and a pair of bowls and chopsticks next to the shabby dining table in the martial arts hall. At first Huo Zhen was a little embarrassed to say that he couldn't find disposable bowls and chopsticks, but he didn't expect the black-haired man to just He waved his hands indifferently and sat down - after all, it was the tableware he had used since he was a child, so what difference could it make.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was quite good, probably because it was rare to see outsiders present, and the group of monkey-like seniors did not dare to make a scene as usual, only Xiao Mo would sit beside him in a low voice from time to time The old man said something about the address or funding of the new block, and then there was nothing else to say-

However, based on his familiarity with this old man, Xiao Mo is very clear that compared to the first meeting, the old man seems to have changed his attitude towards him at this moment, at least his eyes are no longer flickering with alertness and vigilance. ...When did it start?Xiao Mo pinched his earlobe and thought absently, probably when he sat down without hesitation on the edge of this dilapidated dining table that needs to be padded with a brick to stand firmly?

I really don't understand the world of the elderly...

Xiao Yan should be asked to feel it, so that he won't be called old by him every day.

Huo Zhen pushed the fish soup towards Xiao Mo's hand, took a small piece of tofu and put it in his mouth, swallowed it, he raised his head and looked at the opposite side holding the bowl, he didn't show any dissatisfaction with this home-cooked dish at all The black-haired man who had a good meal suddenly felt that he was really different from the image he saw on TV——

"Mr. Xiao and my junior brother are really good friends." Huo Zhen began to talk out of words, and he gestured to his ear with chopsticks, "My junior brother occasionally makes small gestures of pinching his earlobe."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Mo put his hands down from his ears in embarrassment. He found that his elder brother was always like this. If he doesn't sing, he's done. The rhythm of a blockbuster... How can anyone use other people's habitual small movements as polite words? Really convinced!

The more the black-haired man thinks about it, the more painful it becomes, and even the expression on his face is a bit exciting. If Huo Zhen hadn't mentioned it today, he would have almost forgotten that he really has this little problem—every time he does this action, he subconsciously Yes, there is actually no problem with this, but now, he is already Xiao Mo... But this action should belong to Yuan Zhen completely!

For a moment, Xiao Mo couldn't help but think of those spirits at home——

Damn, maybe I've already worn out and didn't even know it! ! !

Thinking of this, the black-haired man suddenly fidgeted and broke into a cold sweat, and a nostalgic lunch turned into an arsenic meal for the next time, until the end of the lunch, the old man sitting next to him gave him a piece of food he liked. Xiao Mo froze at the table completely.

"Young man, eat more meat," the old man said slowly after he put the piece of meat that was just half-fat and thin into Xiao Mo's bowl, then turned his head away and ate without looking at him , "Mr. Xiao, I saw from the news that you are not very old. Look at my apprentices. They are all about the same age as you, but they turned out to be a whole circle stronger than you."

Huo Zhen, who was sitting on this side of the table, was a little ashamed. Did Master's old habit of admonishing others come up again?

However, to his surprise, when he was racking his brains and trying to say something to smooth things over, he saw the black-haired man sitting opposite him lower his head, almost honestly said thank you, and said that A piece of meat that was too greasy for a man like Xiao Mo was stuffed into his mouth - he stuffed the meat very quickly, as if he had some bitter hatred with that piece of meat.

After eating the piece of meat, Xiao Mo took out from his pocket the handkerchief that Xiao Yan had stuffed for him earlier, rubbed his eyes first, then wiped the corners of his lips.

After lunch, Xiao Mo left a check with many zeros after the number.

The old man didn't say anything, didn't struggle much, just took the check, folded it and put it in his pocket without looking at it... Xiao Mo looked at the old man in front of him taking the check. After completing the series of actions, he pursed his lips, and he still didn't say what he had struggled from the beginning until now. He just stood up, first said thank you, and then said goodbye.

The old man lay on the rattan rocking chair, said yes, and didn't do anything else until the man turned around and was about to walk out of the martial arts hall, only then did he faintly hear the old man who was so calm and old behind him. sound--

"Come here often when you are free, Mr. Xiao, next time I will make crucian carp tofu soup for you."

Xiao Mo, who was standing at the door, didn't look back, he raised his head, looked at the dark sky and saw that it was probably going to rain again, and after answering heavily, he put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, without looking back. One step out of the martial arts hall.

Xiao Mo didn't ask other people to come out to see him off, but just as he took two steps outside, there was a drizzle in the sky, and the air was immediately tainted with the smell of mud.The black-haired man paused at first, and then couldn't help speeding up his pace. When he passed by the Chinese medicine store at the intersection, he made a mysterious turn and walked in. The old brass bell on the door made a crisp sound. The one he was familiar with The old Chinese doctor is currently picking and picking in the dustpan behind the counter, Xiao Mo walked up——

"Young man, what do you need?"

Xiao Mo took out his wallet, thought for a while, and took out seven or eight banknotes from it and handed them to the old Chinese medicine man.

The old man raised his head and looked at the banknotes under his nose, looking a little inexplicable, but at this moment, he saw the black-haired man standing in front of the counter with his back to the light smiling gently, and said lightly: "Uncle , Master Lin at the Zhenglin Martial Arts Center at the end of the street has bad legs and feet, let me tell you that the medicine he took in the past should be delivered to him on time, and the money should be treated as medicine money."

"you……"

"I'm Yuan Zhen's friend."

"You are not from Hong Kong, are you?"

"Well, I came from the inland and came here to see him."

"Oh, that child Yuanzhen..." Xiao Mo looked at the old man behind the counter with a sighing expression, "He is a good boy, but it's a pity that he just had a bad life and left early..."

Xiao Mo didn't say anything, just put down the banknotes gently with a smile on his face, stuffed the wallet into his pocket randomly, then turned and left the room full of the smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

……

Xiao Mo looked a little embarrassed when he returned to the hotel, but what was more obvious on him was the obvious exhaustion.

The man reached out and rubbed his rain-drenched hair into a mess, until he noticed that the two demon kings in the room had stopped talking at some point and were staring at him blankly at this moment, he paused slightly , slowly put down his hand——

Xiao Mo didn't know that his hair, which was usually meticulously groomed, was flying around like a lunatic at this moment. Coupled with the dark blue suit on his body that was almost black from the rain and the A pale face—

"You look like a homeless man who was just picked up from under the bridge." Xiao Yan looked up and down at the man standing there blankly, and said with disgust on his face, "Why didn't you ask Xiao Qi to pick you up? "

"...I don't have his phone number."

"Wouldn't it be okay to hide from the rain on the side of the street and go again after the rain stops?"

"..." Xiao Mo opened his mouth and was about to refute. After thinking for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and finally raised his eyebrows with some energy, "That's enough, are you dad or I am dad, why are there so many problems?" --Huh?"

Xiao Mo subconsciously opened his hand, and firmly caught a black metal object that was flying towards him head-on. He seemed to be able to vaguely feel the cold metal touch in his hand. He lowered his head and fixed his eyes. It turns out that what I have in my hand is a mobile phone—simple external structure, not-so-large screen, and a strangely designed beveled keyboard.

Xiao Mo: "What is this?"

"I went shopping with Xiao Yan in the afternoon, and I bought it for you." Xiao Yan frowned, and said lightly, "I asked you to get a mobile phone last time, but it was still ignored."

"..." It would be strange for an old man to regard his son's words as an imperial decree. Xiao Mo grinned, thanked him casually, and put the phone in his pocket—no wonder he didn't respond very enthusiastically, this kind of phone has an old-fashioned appearance It made him think of the big speakers on the street, and the promotional advertisement of "free mobile phone with recharge, only 199, 299, 399, color screen mobile phone to take home".

When Xiao Mo turned his back to the two brats and took off his wet clothes, Xiao Yan finally couldn't hold back and yelled behind him: "Hey, old man, it's rare to give you a gift, and your behavior is too bad. Is it satisfactory?"

"Are you going to jump up for joy?" Xiao Mo sneered, and said in a bad mood, "Next time, at least I will give your father and me a four-digit mobile phone with a bigger screen and I will show it to you again. "

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he was satisfied to hear the two stinky children behind him silence——

Of course he didn't know, but the young masters of the Xiao family were just speechless.

Xiao Yan: Did this old man come from Mars! ! 10,000+ mobile phones are not recognized!

Xiao Yan: Okay, please don’t mention it.

that's all.

After the man changed his clothes, he turned around and found that Xiao Yan had thrown off the quilt angrily and got into the bed, and Xiao Yan was also about to lie down inside.

Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows: "Why do you two act like old men, when you come outside, you don't go out much and just sleep?"

"I just took cold medicine," Xiao Yan spread the quilt, "Have you had lunch yet?"

"Oh, I ate it." Xiao Mo replied inexplicably.

"Then come and sleep together." Xiao Yan lifted a corner of the quilt, and invited with a blank expression, "If you want to go shopping, there is no time to go after dinner."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Although it seemed strange to be invited by his son to sleep together, at this moment, Xiao Mo suddenly felt a little tired, so he simply put down the shirt he was about to put on, and went to bed wearing only a pair of underwear——

The black-haired man just stepped onto the bed with one foot, and Xiao Yan's eyebrows almost flew to the top of his head: "Old man, you actually slept naked? Perverted!"

"...Don't talk about the appearance of me eating your tofu, Xiao Yan, you sleep in the middle!" Xiao Mo ordered, and the boy whose name was called did not show any resistance. Watching Xiao Yan lie down, lying down on the bed, Xiao Yan opened those amber pupils, calmly watching the slender and fair figure of the man in front of him swaying in front of his eyes——

"Xiao Mo."

"what?"

"You seem to be a little stronger than before."

"Yes?" Xiao Mo covered the quilt, thought for a while and answered, "I'm exercising and you haven't seen it—hey, Xiao Yan, you are still very hot."

"I've already taken antipyretics, shut up."

"……Oh."

The room finally fell silent.

Xiao Mo's whole body fell into the soft bed, and the quilt covering his body had a reassuring smell of disinfectant—in this weather, he should have felt cold when he suddenly slept in the bed naked, but unexpectedly , Xiao Yan next to him was probably due to fever, when he posted it, it was like a big natural furnace——

Xiao Mo thought for a while: "Xiao Yan, if you lean over again, you will fall asleep on me."

The movement of the people around him was obviously paused, but the fiery body that was close to him did not leave. After a long time, Xiao Mo only heard his right protector son beside him saying in a lazy and nasal voice: "But the old man Dad, you are so cold, it will be more comfortable for me to lean on you."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Parents, please note that according to my actual measurement, if a son with facial paralysis occasionally acts like a baby, the lethality is quite large.

Xiao Yan asked so much, Xiao Mo, who is a cheap father, of course couldn't say anything more, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand on the other side of the bed to turn off the light, so in the room with the heavy curtains tightly drawn, it was immediately dark at this moment. When it fell down, only a dim yellow floor lamp remained as the only light source.Xiao Mo closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the sound of the rain pattering on the window, which made different pitches. This sound, like a hypnotic sound, made the man suddenly relax involuntarily——

Xiao Mo vaguely felt that he should take a photo to cherish the first "intimate contact" with his cheap sons.

But when he thought that that cheap, broken cell phone might not have a camera function, his consciousness had already entered a semi-confused state.

Then Xiao Mo fell asleep.

……

Obviously because the man who was invited to take a nap and reluctantly joined in fell asleep unexpectedly. When he opened his eyes, he felt as if he had slept for a long time, his neck was a little sore, and his head was also groggy— —Probably because the rainwater on my head was not wiped off before I went to sleep.

His throat was a little dry, Xiao Mo wanted to get up from the bed to drink some water, but unexpectedly, he found that the quilts on both sides of him were crushed to death. Knowing when he fell asleep from the far right side of the bed to the middle, Xiao Yan, who was supposed to be separated from him by a person, was on his left side at this moment, with a hand lying across his chest in a rather honest manner.

And Xiao Yan was on his right. Compared with his younger brother, being an older brother was much more reserved, and he just fell asleep honestly. However, every time the young man breathed, the scorching breath could be sprayed on Xiao Mo's neck as much as possible. between the necks.

The sky outside the window probably just got dark, and the rain did not know when it stopped.

Xiao Mo gave up the idea of ​​getting up, and lay on the warm blanket, listening to the gentle breathing of their two cheap sons.

I don't know why, in such a quiet and almost scary atmosphere, the man at this moment suddenly felt his heart lighten suddenly, as if something was missing, and then because it was filled with something, it returned silently to the original position.

It feels weird.

But there is no way.

and so……

……so be it.

……

There are many important things in a person's life, and there are some things that may not be as easy as imagined. However, compared to the ellipsis, it is always better to force yourself to add a simple period——

After all, if you stop thinking about it, maybe one day, you really won't think about it anymore.